Chapter 25: ✓ Happy birthday to me.

I knew it would rain but I didn't care if it got wet or not, I'm not rushing I'm walking down the street of Chicago as if it wasn't raining heavily. This happens to me regularly when I can't afford fuel, so I get my supplies early so my things don't get wet. I am cold but there are still several streets to get to my apartment, on the way there is a beautiful hotel, it is too authentic but even a blind man would know that it was also very expensive that way.

What I like about this hotel is its elegant cafeteria, you could have a cup of coffee for $ 1 and you could enjoy its heating, elegant atmosphere and above all, sit for as long as you wanted. I did not like to stay, only the time it would take to serve me my coffee, of course it was very expensive, in other places a little cheaper but its flavor was unique. The usual guy takes my order, collects it and hands me my tax bill, it only takes me a minute for them to deliver my expensive coffee.

"At your command." The cashier extends a napkin.

"Thanks." I take it and smile, I am leaving the place in a hurry I was totally soaked and I did not like that people will be looking at me strange.

I take the door, I open it but at the time I did not stop and I collided with someone, I was scared by the impression, slowly raising my face towards the direction of the person I have collided with, I swallowed thickly, part of my coffee went to his suit, I cover my mouth with my left hand from the shock.

" What the hell!? "I heard the man say.

" Damn it burns! " I hear you say, my nerves did not let me see well what was happening, the nerves seized me like a plague.

My heart was jumping fast, my legs were shaking, and my face felt hot. One more insult would not be the end of the world, but if it would be the first time that my day would have a new record of them. Besides, not only did he get coffee, but also me, but the pain that the burn caused me was not as persistent as the panic attack I was feeling at the moment.

"Are you blind !?" His demanding voice scared me.

"I-I'm sorry it wasn't my intention." I look up, always showing my face for the mistake you've made.

I look at him shyly, I have damaged his $ 10,000 suit and I did not know with what money I was going to make amends for my big mistake. When my thoughts stop haunting me I realize the great show, there are like four guys further behind it, dressed in the same suit, apart I see two men who dressed differently for a couple of seconds I imagined they were friends or something similar I see that two very well dressed women arrive, they look me up and down and I only feel like dying at that moment. They are going to sue me and I will not have money to pay even an hour to the lawyer. My body feels bad, I feel bad but I stay. I do not want to run away from the problem but I do not see another way out of it, I could say that I am a tramp and I have nowhere to fall dead,although 90% of it was true. But he rarely stays silent staring at me, his suit was ruined and I felt awful. He doesn't say anything, so his partner speaks for him, implying that she was his girlfriend or something.

"You are a clumsy, you have ruined his suit. Tell me how will you pay for it?" One of the ostentatious women is the one who speaks.

"There should not be people like you. " But I didn't even know how to pay it, I only have a couple of dollars and it wouldn't be enough for a week in bus tickets.

"Well, I can give you my number so that you can call me, so when I have time I could give me your suit to take to the laundry." I say sorry, even if I didn't have it, I would do any extra work to have money to pay you.

I look carefully at the aforementioned, I hope he feels sorry for me, he sees me, but immediately he sighs and turns his face to another place, he knew he did not have to fix his suit.

"Leave it like that, Lissa, it was nothing." His voice was authoritative. "Now it disappears before I change my mind." He dictates like a specimen of order.

"I am sorry, thanks."

I go out of his way, and hasten my step without turning for a moment to the place of the accident, while I had been walking home he had helped me to forget that accident, I continued drinking my hot drink.

When I finally got to my room I relaxed a bit, I took off my wet clothes and took them to the laundry that I have in my apartment, I quickly take the notebooks and books out of my bag, I put the food that I had prepared this morning to heat, to eat it right now.

I'm grinning because it's my 22nd birthday, and I've tried to end my life so many times that I've already lost count. But my guardian angel continues to fight so that that never happens, it is selfish of me to continue living. My phone rings, it has been ringing all day. Some calls from Rose's family, others are from my father's family and lastly it was Gema, the latter insisted so much that for a moment I thought about taking her call.

The family on behalf of my parents only called this day, and only once, they were used to that I will never answer them. But Gema was another topic, I did not want to answer her, the reason is obvious, she would sing the typical song and make me blow the candle for a video call, besides that my phone does not work the front camera. But the fact is, I didn't want to celebrate my birthday, I didn't like it and I wouldn't stop thinking that way, I turned off my cell phone but before doing so I send a message to Gema that I'm going to sleep.

She has made her life apart, she fell in love two years ago and I don't blame her for it, I suppose it was her destiny. Now she is married and lives happily with her husband, I have seen him a few times, but the times I have, he is the same as I would describe him, a calm man who leads his life relaxed. I take my plate of food and take it to the balcony of the apartment I see that it has rained again so I go out in the rain and start eatingr as if nothing. I smile and cry for all the things that have happened to me in my short life, just to think that it would have been different if he were here, I would not be dead in life, for sure I would be well physically and emotionally.

Happy Birthday to me.

Author's Note: Ohh I'm very happy, for the great support for the little story let me go.